Lyrics:
Sitting by the roadside on a summer day,
Chatting with my messmates, passing time away,
Lying in the shadow underneath the trees,
Goodness, how delicious, eating Goober Peas!
Chorus:
Peas! peas! peas! peas! eating Goober Peas!
Goodness how delicious, eating Goober Peas!
2. When a horseman passes, the soldiers have a rule,
To cry out at their loudest, "Mister, here's your mule!"
But another pleasure enchantinger than these,
Is wearing out your grinders, eating Goober Peas!
Chorus:
3. Just before the battle the Gen'ral hears a row,
He says, "The Yanks are coming, I hear their rifles now."
He turns around in wonder, and what do you think he sees?
The Georgia Militia - eating Goober Peas!
Chorus:
4. I think my song has lasted almost long enough,
The subject's interesting, but rhymes are mighty rough,
I wish this war was over, when free from rags and fleas,
We'd kiss our wives and sweethearts and gobble Goober Peas!
Chorus:
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Goober Peas
| "Goober Peas" | |
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Cover, sheet music, 1866
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| Music by | P. Nutt |
| Lyrics by | A. Pindar |
| Published | 1866 |
| Language | English |
The lyrics of "Goober Peas" are a description of daily life during the last few years of the Civil War for Southerners. After being cut off from the rail lines and their farm land, they had little to eat aside from boiled peanuts (or "goober peas") which often served as an emergency ration. Peanuts were also known as pindars and goobers.
Publication date on the earliest sheet music is 1866, published by A. E. Blackmar in New Orleans. Blackmar humorously lists A. Pindar as the lyricist and P. Nutt as the composer.
Lyrics:
Verse 1- Sitting by the roadside on a summer's day
- Chatting with my mess-mates, passing time away
- Lying in the shadows underneath the trees
- Goodness, how delicious, eating goober peas.
- Chorus
- Peas, peas, peas, peas
- Eating goober peas
- Goodness, how delicious,
- Eating goober peas.
- When a horse-man passes, the soldiers have a rule
- To cry out their loudest, "Mister, here's your mule!"
- But another custom, enchanting-er than these
- Is wearing out your grinders, eating goober peas.
- Chorus
- Just before the battle, the General hears a row
- He says "The Yanks are coming, I hear their rifles now."
- He turns around in wonder, and what d'ya think he sees?
- The Georgia Militia, eating goober peas.
- Chorus
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- (Note: There sat the Georgia Militia, is reported in contemporary accounts as underlying the battle of Griswoldville where they fought fiercely. "The Tennessee Militia" is sung instead in some versions. Tennessee in the American Civil War was the last of the Southern states to declare secession. Tennessee politicians John Bell supported it with reluctance, while Andrew Johnson fought it.
- I think my song has lasted almost long enough.
- The subject's interesting, but the rhymes are mighty tough.
- I wish the war was over, so free from rags and fleas
- We'd kiss our wives and sweethearts, and gobble goober peas.
- Chorus
- But now we are in prison and likely long to stay,
- The Yankees they are guarding us, no hope to get away;
- Our rations they are scanty, 'tis cold enough to freeze,—
- I wish I was in Georgia, eating goober peas.
- Peas, peas, peas, peas,
- Eating goober peas;
- I wish I was in Georgia, eating goober peas.
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